jumpincactus
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At the risk of giving away my age, I used to purchase compressed Mexican bricks for 90 a kilo. A street ounce or as we call it nowadays zips were not really weighed we went by fingers. 1 finger was a nickle bag 2 was a dime bag and most ounces were sold as a full 4 fingers. We were scoring 4 fingers for 20 a zip. The more exotics cost more of course.
Every now and then we got hit with the red and blonde Lebanese hashes. As the VN war raged a lot of the guys were bringing back Thai Stick in their duffel bags. Every now and again we got treated to what they called black temple balls but who knows if they were the real deal or not. But it sure did the trick. Hash ran 5 a gram. Used to mount it under glass on the tip of a pin or hot knifed it between 2 heated butter knives.
I actually was introduced to LSD before I had ever smoked weed. Remember it was orange barrel sunshine we scored out of the Haight. I did a full year or 2 caught up in the flower power movement and was a lsd disciple long before I really got into weed.
The most notable mentions on weed strains was of course a varied amount of the Columbians red and gold and the ever popular brown. We had sporadic shipments in our area in those days of panama red, Acapulco gold, Guerro gold, Oaxacan spears.
All the weed in those days was sativa and the closest you got to indicas was the hash we scored coming from the afghani hash plants used to make and export the hash in those days. The best weed I can remember smoking was a toss between the thai sticks my cousin would smuggle home from nam and the lambsbreath my uncle and I toked together. He always had a great variety due to his circle of friends he ran with.
Indicas didn't really start to be grown here in the US until commercial growers/breeders decided that it was more profitable due to the shorter flower times with indicas compared to the longer flower times of the landrace equatorial sativas that dominated the market until the mid to late 70's.
And to be clear there was plenty of fellas growing their own erb even as early as the late 60,s to early 70,s
The following is off topic but it was part of the journey
My 1st indoor run was with a Lithuanian dude I shared a flat with in 74. We used shop flouros and he rigged a janky nft hydro system in the basement. Def not medical grade erb but it got us high non the less. He was also a very accomplished shroom cultivator. He had a hook up out of the haight and beserkly for some of the best MDA, mescaline and liquid lsd. In those dayz we would meet with a biker buddy of his called Bear and he kept his stash in a visine bottle and would drip one drop in our eyes for a buck a drop. The trips from those visine bottles were not for the faint of heart and were some of the most powerful hallucinogens available at that time. Typical doses were approx 250 mcgs
What a awesome age of awakening and party times those days were. Love to look back and remember from time to time.
In closing I can say the craziest shyt cactus man tied was I let Bear slam me with a hit of blotter acid he drew up right thru the paper blotter using the blotter paper as a cotton ball. A word of caution, do not try this at home. Or ever for that matter...….. Ole cactus still aint quite right after that folly. There is something extremely frightening about going from stone cold sober to instant peak with no climb time to prepare. Nuff said there. Peace farmers.
Every now and then we got hit with the red and blonde Lebanese hashes. As the VN war raged a lot of the guys were bringing back Thai Stick in their duffel bags. Every now and again we got treated to what they called black temple balls but who knows if they were the real deal or not. But it sure did the trick. Hash ran 5 a gram. Used to mount it under glass on the tip of a pin or hot knifed it between 2 heated butter knives.
I actually was introduced to LSD before I had ever smoked weed. Remember it was orange barrel sunshine we scored out of the Haight. I did a full year or 2 caught up in the flower power movement and was a lsd disciple long before I really got into weed.
The most notable mentions on weed strains was of course a varied amount of the Columbians red and gold and the ever popular brown. We had sporadic shipments in our area in those days of panama red, Acapulco gold, Guerro gold, Oaxacan spears.
All the weed in those days was sativa and the closest you got to indicas was the hash we scored coming from the afghani hash plants used to make and export the hash in those days. The best weed I can remember smoking was a toss between the thai sticks my cousin would smuggle home from nam and the lambsbreath my uncle and I toked together. He always had a great variety due to his circle of friends he ran with.
Indicas didn't really start to be grown here in the US until commercial growers/breeders decided that it was more profitable due to the shorter flower times with indicas compared to the longer flower times of the landrace equatorial sativas that dominated the market until the mid to late 70's.
And to be clear there was plenty of fellas growing their own erb even as early as the late 60,s to early 70,s
The following is off topic but it was part of the journey
My 1st indoor run was with a Lithuanian dude I shared a flat with in 74. We used shop flouros and he rigged a janky nft hydro system in the basement. Def not medical grade erb but it got us high non the less. He was also a very accomplished shroom cultivator. He had a hook up out of the haight and beserkly for some of the best MDA, mescaline and liquid lsd. In those dayz we would meet with a biker buddy of his called Bear and he kept his stash in a visine bottle and would drip one drop in our eyes for a buck a drop. The trips from those visine bottles were not for the faint of heart and were some of the most powerful hallucinogens available at that time. Typical doses were approx 250 mcgs
What a awesome age of awakening and party times those days were. Love to look back and remember from time to time.
In closing I can say the craziest shyt cactus man tied was I let Bear slam me with a hit of blotter acid he drew up right thru the paper blotter using the blotter paper as a cotton ball. A word of caution, do not try this at home. Or ever for that matter...….. Ole cactus still aint quite right after that folly. There is something extremely frightening about going from stone cold sober to instant peak with no climb time to prepare. Nuff said there. Peace farmers.